Lyrics:
Sneakin' in at four am after going out
You didn't rob me in the park at Dianna Ross
But everybody started looting when the light went off
From the South
at Bleeker Bob's, got thrown out
Sneakin' in at four am after going out
You didn't rob me in the park at Dianna Ross
But everybody started looting when
wont ever get too far away
From Home sweet home
Pull down to the cane bridge
Park in the ditch
Folks and poles are lined up
A little kid holds
drugs to your dun
Run! be the fuck out word god run hard
Between two cars we park, pepper got sparked
In the dark heads scramble at the six ooh
the stack
In the Big Apple, we the rotten apples in the back, yeah
So, it's all grillin', how the fuck y'all feelin'?
Non-stop park killin', on the block
so many lies she don't whats true or not,
shawty like a valet service i swear she been through a lot
but i put her car in park and never let her cry
through the park
Shadowboxing in the dark
Then you came and caused a spark
That's a four-alarm fire now
I never made love by lantern-shine
I never
GTI, hot shot
He parks it there, just to piss me off,
Bullyboy, gonna show ya who's tough,
I'm gonna shoot the dog, I'm gonna shoot the dog,
play in lively parks throughout the land
And one Sunday afternoon, Id find my love
Rubber band,
In the 14-18 war I went to sea
Thought my Sunday
I'll be seeing you,
In all the old familiar places
That this heart of mine embraces,
All day through.
In that small cafe,
The park across
I'll be seeing you in all the old familiar places
That this heart of mine embraces all day through
In that small cafe, the park across the way
some fun
(Under the boardwalk) people walking above
(Under the boardwalk) we'll be making love
Under the board-walk (board-walk!)
From the park you
How many days will the wet weather last?
I want know will the clouds
When they roll back
Reveal a man in an old mac
Living on a park bench
day, to be sure.
Play it out gladly, for your card's marked again.
Have you walked around your parks and towns so knife-edged orderly?
While
treat, you were sweet.
Danke schoen, darling, danke schoen,
Thank you for funny cards from Spain.
I recall Central Park in fall how you tore you dress,
I'm shiny star spanglin', ding-a-ling danglin'
Luda, the sheet swisha, broke the record of Wilt Chamberlain
I'm College Park rangerin', Houston, Tex
I'll be seeing you in all the old familiar places
That this heart of mine embraces all day through
In that small cafe, the park across the way
girls?
Later on she took me to this bar built out of cinder blocks
One of those joints with a notice to shell park in line
While we were dancin', she
Got out of bed, wasn´t feeling too good
With my wallet and my passport, a new pair of shoes
The sun is shining so I head for the park,
With
ain't how moma rasied me, this how the hood made me
The D's call me by my government name
I be dumb and shoot up parks
Have niggaz runnin' like "Jesus
Often I think this sad old world is whistling in the dark.
Just like a child, who, late from school
Walks bravely home through the park
foolish things remind me of you
The park at evening when the bell has sounded
The "Ile de France" with all the gulls around it
The beauty that is
the park for me
Need ya to hit a home run boy
Want me come and whisper in your ear
All the things you love to hear
I wanna come play nice with you
Cause
of you're dinners
But that's fine cause I'm blind
About as blind as a cat in the dark
It might come at to in the morning
After roaming in the park
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